The parchment, unbound-untainted, mirrors disheveled thoughts,
Empty shrouds cover the drowning sorrow trapped inside veiled turmoil,
Darkness shunned by the stake, embraced by the solemn prayers,
Prey on my soul; transcend reason with temptations unseen.
Heartbeats replace words, as silence overwhelms destiny,
And, trysts, dreams, and forbidden desires are found within empty wombs,
Jagged cliffs, poisoned communion, bodies entwined,
Your sweet canyon engulfs salvation, impaling dominion with divine blades.
The seraphim call, their tainted prophecy lay below,
Love and loss, pleasure, pain, and forgiveness-fractures sanity,
The river flows before the sepulcher, their waves destroy the veil,
And scarlet tears from caged flesh, deliver souls into the light.
At last, the canvas mirrors unkempt dreams,
And fantasies become reality.